28: Dripping For Me

Lilian's POV.

I could tell that my pussy was burning but the water around me made it difficult to feel it.

However, when Leon's hands found my entrance, pushing two fingers inside me, I could feel the heat.

I tried my best not to close my eyes, but his thick fingers inside me were too teasing.

My hands stayed folded over my chest, while I stared at him, trying my best to wipe off any reaction that would come off as suspicious.

“You are so–” I choked on my words as he finger–fucked me.

“So annoying,” I added.

“Oh please. You love when I'm like this with you. Like right now,” he curled his fingers inside me, making a moan slip out of my mouth.

I quickly pressed a hand on my lips, glaring daggers at him.

He was right.

I loved how perverted he was with me. I liked how he almost never cared about where we were to tease me. But I couldn't tell him that right now. He would never let me hear the end of it.

Leon's fingers curled even more and this time, I started moving my folds towards him. I leaned against the edge of the pool and Leon stood beside me, looking straight ahead. One would almost never believe that this guy beside me had his fingers deep inside me.

I widened my legs underwater, giving him more entrance. My boobs perked up tightly against my swim trunks but you'd think it's because of the water. Leon's finger pushed through me hard and fast, almost making me moan but I bowed the pressure.

When Cole started swimming towards us, Leon withdrew his hand. My pussy ached from the loss so I clenched my thighs to savor the rest of the pleasure.

“Aren't you guys going to swim? Why bring you two to a swimming pool if y'all are just gon stand in the water?” Cole complained and then Leon moved towards Cole.

Cole tilted his head to the side, “are yiu okay? Why do you look so flushed?”

“Yeah, why?” Leon asked as well, his question making my jaws clench.

He was well aware that I couldn't tell Cole that he was busy finger-fucking me. I'll make him pay for this.

“Can we just swim already?” I asked, ignoring both of their questions.

Both guys exchanged expressions and then shrugged as we went to swim. I could swim but I couldn't do it for a long period of time. So after a couple of minutes, I headed to the lounge to rest.

Leon came to join me right after, his boxer shorts were still very wet, and they clung to his cock. Seeing that, an idea came to mind.

He'd come to change but as he stared at me, I bit my lips seductively, gesturing for him to come. He fell right into my trap. He leaned in closer, his hands on either side of the couch I was sitting.

“Naughty girl, you want to do it right now?” He asked, his eyes now glistening with raw lust.

I nodded my head, smirking along with it. He cupped my boobs, and I brushed his hand away, aiming for his cock. My hand slid up and down his length, checking his size and then I squeezed his tip.

He let out a soft groan, gripping the chair tighter. I slipped my hand into his wet shorts, repeating the same thing I'd done outside his shorts. He groaned softly again, and then I pushed him to stand while I went down on my knees.

His cock sprang free from his shorts, his skin looking white from the water. I licked his cock, coating him with my saliva from base to tip. His hand stretched out to hold my hair as I slowly pushed him into me.

I bobbed my head back and forth, loving how his head hung backwards in pleasure. Then I slowly stopped bobbing my head. I bit his cock without warning, making him pull out of my mouth abruptly.

“Jesus, Lilian!” He cried, crouching his hands around his cock.

I smirked, “That's what you get for teasing me and then asking me why I look flushed.”

His frown twisted into an amusing expression, “Oh baby, you're so going to regret starting this game with me.”

“Pfft. I won't,” I squared my shoulders, feeling satisfied with my revenge.

After a couple of hours, we arrived home. Cole claimed he had to go for a sleepover at his friend's place. I found it strange since he was supposed to leave at night, but he left in the afternoon. That left just me and Leon at home.

I'd been trying to avoid him since we got back because I knew he was going to find a way to get back at me. So I spent of my time in my bedroom, reading a book. My stomach growled for the umpteenth time, reminding me that I was yet to eat.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to rush downstairs, get some food and rush upstairs. Holding that thought, I sprinted down the stairs, walking into the kitchen and grabbing some fruits.

I was about rushing out when I spotted him in the doorway. My heart stopped for a second, as I swallowed hard.

“You're in such a hurry. Where are you headed?” He asked with a smirk.

“My room,” I replied with a firm tone, trying to hide the fear simmering within me.

He moved closer, and I moved backwards.

“Don't come any closer.”

He stopped, “Oh? So you're scared? Interesting.”

“I'm not scared.”

“Come to me right now and prove it,” he demanded.

And as always, I moved closer. I kept a small distance between us but he slid a hand around my waist, pulling me closer to him. My boobs pressed against his chest, his gaze peering over me, making me feel small.

“Time for your punishment baby. I'm going to fuck that cunt of yours so hard that you won't try to be so mischievous ever again,” He rasped, trailing his fingers over my cheeks.